Falling out of the fairytale
Movies, dramas, and stories lied about teenage love. I was once 16—a foolish one. I chased love, craving it like...
Can I be happy without suffering?
I am in college now, yet part of me still lives in the quiet glow of birthday candles. Every year,...
Breaking up with the dating app
Now that all my dating apps are uninstalled, I don’t have it in me to be ashamed of admitting I’ve...
The magic of moving forward
The other day, I was driving when I saw a familiar face on the street. It was my ex. Seeing...
Between deadlines and daydreams
I used to think that love and career existed on opposite ends of a seesaw—when one goes up, the other...
Anomie
I didn’t know how often I lay in my room, alone, and cold, in the middle of the summer, ruminating...
Love is not for the weak
I grew up on love stories. Romance films, loveteams, teen fictions—they were more than just entertainment to me. They were...
Falling star
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on April 11, 2006. As a child, I’ve always thought that...
Working titles
This story originally appeared in the Philippine Daily Inquirer on February 14, 2006. The moment it happened I knew I...
A meal for two, please
When I was in my hopeless romantic tween years, I couldn’t help but wonder who would sit right in front...
